Chapter 18 - The trip I #2
I start the shower and take off everything apart from my boxers, then go and pick up Dex. He gives a small shout of surprise, wrapping his legs around my waist and hanging by my neck like he’s in mortal danger.
“Leon! Put me down!” He shouts at me, but I’m already placing him on the vanity.
“Sorry, couldn’t wait. We’re having a quick rinse before going down. I don’t want the surprise to be ruined.” I tell him with a wide grin.
“And it couldn’t have waited two minutes until I finished with the clothes?” He gives me a small glare, but he’s fighting a smile.
“Nope,” I tell him while I strip off his shirt. “Couldn’t wait a second more.” I say in a raspy tone and Dex lets out a small groan.
“Get in the shower.” He says as he gets off the vanity and finishes taking off his clothes, before yanking my briefs down harshly. I make the two steps into the shower and turn to find him stroking himself.
“Well, this is a view I could get used to.” I tell him while I reach for my own hard dick.
“This will have to be fast.” He tells me, but takes his sweet time to get under the water stream.
I take to kissing him, slowly and seductively, while I push him to the tiles and fall to my knees.
Dexter gives me a confused look and tries to bring me back up. “You don’t have to Leon, I’m happy with everything we’ve done so far.”
“I’ve wanted to for a while. If you taste half as good as when we’re kissing, I’ll be more than happy to do this for you once in a while.
I know how incredible it feels when you go down on me and I want you to feel the same.
” I tell him with conviction, hoping to convey that I really do want to do this for him.
“Ok.” He says, barely above a whisper, and I grab his perfect cock in my hand and start stroking.
It’s not that I’m hesitating, I want my mouth on him so much, but I’m hypnotized by the glide of his hard shaft in my hand and his soft moans as he starts slowly thrusting his hips forward.
I’m so turned on I’m probably harder than him and I’m not even touching myself.
I feel like I could come just by watching him.
He is so spectacular he takes my breath away.
I can feel him getting closer. I think he’s trying to give me an out and by attempting to come from the handjob alone.
Little does he know I’m not having it today.
Once I set my mind on something, I’m one hundred percent in, not going back or giving in.
Some might say it’s impulsive, but it’s just how I operate and it hasn’t steered me wrong.
After all, that’s how I got Dexter to be all mine, by giving in to this once-in-a-lifetime chemistry that we share, which was evident from the first time I met him, even though I thought myself fully straight at the time.
I place my other hand on his hip to steady him and to stop him from moving. I don’t want him to come before I have a chance to blow him. I get rewarded with a desperate groan and lift my eyes to him.
“I’m so close, please.” He says, breathless.
“I know, baby. You’ll come very soon.” I tell him as I finally wrap my mouth around his head and apply suction.
His hips lose control as he slams half his dick in my mouth, reaching my throat and making my eyes water.
I’m fighting my gag reflex with everything I have.
I hear him say Holy shit from above but I’m a man on a task.
I hollow my cheeks as I start moving up and down and sucking him hard, just how I like it when he sucks me off.
I try to massage his shaft with my tongue as I bob, only taking a little over half his cock, while building a steady rhythm.
He’s fully panting now as his hand slips into my hair, pulling strongly on the hair strands.
He’s trembling as he tries to control himself not to fuck my face and I appreciate it.
I hope that in future I’ll unlock the same deep-throating skills that Dex possesses, but for now this is the most I can fit.
I’m working his base with one hand in time with my mouth moving up and down as I move my other hand from his hip and I lift his leg over my shoulder.
He almost loses balance, but quickly rights himself just in time for me to pull on his balls and drag my fingers down to his hole.
I’ve only managed to apply the smallest of pressure when he starts chanting fuck over and over again and I feel the first hit of his release splash across my tongue.
He tastes so sweet and salty, like my favorite ice cream.
Why have I waited so long to do this? I want Dex to come in my mouth for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
I let his leg fall down as I keep sucking and draining his balls until he’s wrung dry and so soft he slips from my mouth.
He’s catching his breath and looking boneless as he leans heavily on the tiles.
I nuzzle his balls and slowly lick at them while I move my hand to my neglected erection and start stroking as fast as I can go.
I’m coming less than a minute later and painting the tiles with a giant load.
Dex watches me from above with burning eyes.
“I wanted to take care of you, but that was so hot to watch I couldn’t move.” He takes a slow breath before continuing. “Actually I couldn’t move for many reasons, holy hell Leon. I’m sorry I didn’t give you a warning before I came.”
I rise to my feet to give his lips a soft kiss “That would have defeated the purpose of having your cum flood my mouth,” I say and give him a small wink, making him groan.
“Jesus, you’re going to make me hard again.” He says with a small chuckle.
“Would love to suck you again, baby. But we have no time now, we have to go down in like five.” I tell him and quickly put some shower gel on him and myself before rinsing us both off.
“Wait, you still expect me to go do shit after that? Leon, I could take a three-hour nap right about now.” He gives me an incredulous look, like I’ve gone mad.
“It’s not going to be very physical, you can even take a nap.
But we’re going now.” I say as I come out of the shower quickly, not giving him a chance to respond.
I grab one of the massive white fluffy towels and hold it out for him to come into, trying to convey as much seriousness as I could with my eyes.
“Fine.” He says as he steps out as well and I wrap him snuggly into the towel. “But you turning me into a cozy burrito definitely doesn’t help with me getting more energy right now.”
Fuck, he looks so cute, all wrapped up like that.
I could tell it wouldn’t be much of a bother to take him to bed as he is and hold him close while we both napped.
But the plans have been made and if I have any chance of making this a great holiday for Dex, we can’t spend it locked up in the room.
Or could we? No, we’re sticking to the plan.
Saturday comes much sooner than expected and we’re checking out of the inn and getting ready to head out to the camping spot.
On Thursday afternoon, after the shower, we had a nice picnic in the apple orchard behind the inn that Stacy helped me plan, after which we went to sleep early.
Yesterday was hiking on a few popular trails and hitting a nice steakhouse for dinner, before going back to the inn and making use of that nice tub that ended up being worth every penny.
Especially with Dex riding me slow and sensual as we enjoyed the hot water together.
I had so many favorite things about this trip already, I couldn’t choose just one.
The hiking in silence blissed out by nature, followed by laughing and joking together for hours, falling asleep with him and most of all waking up with his face nuzzled into my chest. It was absolute perfection and I couldn’t wait to have this every day for the rest of my life.
Dex was my one, there was no doubt in my mind.
I just hoped he felt the same. At times, I really thought he did, but I could still feel him holding back.
It only made me more determined to show him that we were worth it, if he only let himself have this fully.
We eat a great lunch at a nice small tavern near Glenford Dike that serves fresh trout caught daily in the reservoir before heading to the camping spot, armed with fresh veggies, burgers and marshmallows to grill for dinner.
The hike is less than an hour from the parking lot, even with a slow pace, admiring the trees and flowers blooming throughout the forest. Dex is mesmerised with every little thing and I am mesmerised by the enchanted look on his face.
I couldn’t believe it when he had told me that he never got to go camping when he was younger, so I pulled out all the stops, a bit afraid that he wouldn’t enjoy it as an adult.
It’s much easier to get kids into nature when they’re younger.
But judging by the look on his face, this trip was a success.
I go to install the tent straight away as we get there and ask Dex to gather wood for the fire, since that gives him an opportunity to look around the meadow a bit more.
The tent is a bit trickier to put up compared to my previous very basic one, but I get there at around the same time Dex comes back carrying a bunch of sticks and looking very unsure.
My heart is so full looking at him shift in place with his little sticks.
“So, I realize I’ve never really needed to make a fire before, so I’m not sure if these work?” He asks hopelessly, making me melt for him once more.
“These are good Dex, maybe some thicker ones for the base and some kindling, but I can snap these into pieces and make them work.” I say, taking the bulk out of his arms. The front of his designer T-shirt is now covered in dirt and wood chips.
“Go to my duffel and put on one of my T-shirts, so you don’t get yours damaged. I’ll finish up here.” I tell him as I start snapping the sticks.
“But I want to help.” He says, then proceeds to give me an up and down look, making my blood heat. “Plus, I’m enjoying the show.” He says with a smile.
“Oh, are you?” I ask, flexing my muscles more than necessary on the next snap.
His pupils grow wide as he tracks the movement, letting out a whispered “Aha.”
“Go, there will be time for that later. I want to set everything up before it gets dark.” I give him a quick push towards the tent as I finish with the sticks and turn to find him staring at me in one of my old ratty T-shirts.
“Quit it, trouble.” I tell him and he starts laughing.
“Fine, fine, I’ll be good.” He says, but a glint of mischief still spreads across his face.
I decide to ignore it in favor of finishing up building the fire, before going to add finishing touches inside the tenant.
Dex helps me spread out the rolled cots together and place all the blankets and pillows.
Now that it’s finished, I quickly realize all the money spent and effort carrying it with us here was not in vain.
It looks spectacular, cozy and warm. I can’t wait to wrap Dex in all the blankets and drift to sleep under the stars together. But first dinner!
The fire is going steadily, so I pull out the small grill I brought and start placing the veggies on it, followed by the burgers when they’re done.
We make monster burgers with grilled onions and mushrooms, juices dripping from the patties on every bite and I’m quickly very grateful that I asked Dex to change, since we’re both covered in burger juice minutes later.
Luckily, I did indeed think of everything and brought some wet wipes with us.
Not that this is what they were really intended for.
It’s getting dark now as it gets close to 8pm, so I move to gather all the garbage and put out the fire.
As we gaze out at the night sky that’s covered in a million stars, I start getting anxious, really hoping that Dex goes along with my plans for the rest of the night.